B. was sufficiently impressed by my crocodile stitch shawl that he asked for a crocodile stitch jumper. I have a horrible feeling this has strayed into "hideous socks so kindly meant" territory but B. claims to be pleased with it. More alarmingly he claims to have a carefully cultivated reputation for eccentric knitwear which suggests he intends to wear it in public.

It wasn't meant to be this large. It growed and growed and I kept having to buy more yarn.

Also, no pattern this time around, too much "making it up as I go along" was happening.